The Fun Never Stops

I haven’t written in a while.

A very long while.

A lot has happened in our little house, since my last writing. We now have club chairs. We have a wall of artwork in our stairwell. We have a rug in our living room, and a table lamp, and all sorts of things that were missing, as of my last post.

There are still no dining room chairs, however. It’s the only excuse I have to get out of hosting Christmas and Thanksgiving. Hah!

We’ve had grand plans for the house, and intended to start on them in February or March.

We were going to buy a king-size bed, so we could both sleep comfortably. We were going to add lighting and a legit stair rail to the stairs, so I wouldn’t repeat last year’s tumble and concussion, when the wall of our landing “broke my fall” via my head. We were going to enclose and renovate our master bedroom, which is currently open to the living room below, and renovate the master bathroom, too, because it’s hideous. We were going to enlarge our closets, because they’re tiny, useless cubby holes under a sloping roof. We were going to take in some of the attic space and add a skylight so I could have my own little study/migraine room for when I need to get up in the night time, so I wouldn’t have to go down the stairs.

I had everything priced out, down to which knobs would be on the kitchen cabinets, and which toilet seat we’d be opting for (one with a built-in bidet), and which closet system we’d install.

Then my husband pointed out to me that the ceiling above our kitchen – and below our master bathroom – seems to be sagging, at approximately the location of the bathroom wall, above.

We decided to call an engineer, just to make sure everything was okay before we proceeded with the renovation.

And all hell broke loose.

The floor joists supporting our master bedroom aren’t sufficient to support… anything, really, except a ceiling. The structure above the kitchen is messed up, somehow, but we won’t know exactly how unless we rip out the ceiling in the kitchen. We need a beam across the opening between the kitchen and the dining room, because whoever renovated back in the 1960s or 1970s tore out a bearing wall there, and didn’t put in a proper beam, so there’s nothing supporting the exterior wall of our master bathroom, above. (Hopefully, this makes sense to non-building professionals.)

TLDR: We’re screwed.

I brought in a contractor, anyway, to talk through what we would have to do to renovate, and he informed me that we’d have to do the kitchen and the master suite all at once, and the ceiling in our living room would either have to drop, or we’d have to have exposed beams in the living room.

We have 8’-5” ceilings (because construction in 1955 wasn’t as standardized as it is today), and we’re talking dropping down to 7’-10”.

Nope.

I called another contractor to get his opinion, and his opinion was vastly different. He said that a bank would be unlikely to loan us the extra money for renovations that wouldn’t add square footage and possibly wouldn’t get us the desired return on the house (a serious concern of mine). He suggested ripping off the roof and the master bedroom altogether and just building a second story. It would add about 600 square feet to the house, and would vastly increase the value of the home.

But we don’t know if our foundation can support that much weight, because adding walls AND a roof to a house that is obviously under-engineered already is a terrible idea.

As an alternative, he suggested building a new foundation off the back of the kitchen, expanding the kitchen and rebuilding the screened porch, and building a new master suite over that, plus beefing up the structure (which he said wouldn’t require beams and dropping the ceiling, though the floor level of the upstairs would raise slightly, so there would be a slightly lower ceiling upstairs). Our current master bedroom would become my migraine room, and we’d go from being a 3-bedroom, 2-bath house to a 4-bedroom, 3-bath house, which would vastly increase its market value.

I suggested to my husband trying to sell for the value of our current mortgage, and just buying a different house, rather than putting $150,000+ into a renovation on this one, plus the cost of renting an apartment for 6 months while the work is performed.

He wasn’t a fan of that idea.

After some discussions about the house, we’ve come to a conclusion: Everything will be put on hold.

We don’t want to take out a loan for the entirety of the cost of renovation and addition, so we’ll have to save up for a couple of years to make that happen, regardless. We’re just going to wait and see. In two years, when we’ve saved up the amount we hope for, we can decide if we really want to invest more money in the house, or if we want to buy a newer patio home somewhere nearby.

In the meantime, we’re buying an inexpensive platform bed and a king-size mattress. We’re going to paint the master bedroom a cheerful shade of white – it’s currently a hideous yellowish beige that’s dark and depressing – and I took advantage of a bedding sale at Target to buy pretty and affordable linens. We’ll install a stop-gap handrail and motion-sensor light in the stairs so I won’t be in mortal peril going downstairs in the middle of the night when I have a migraine and need to move to a different bed to writhe around in agony.

And I’ll try not to have a panic attack about the house, every week. (I’m not exaggerating. The uncertainty of everything has been incredibly stressful, for me. Hello, Klonopin!)

And we’ll live with the house we have.

For now.

Home Is Where the Construction Is

This past Monday, our contractor's demolition team showed up bright and early to begin ripping out walls. We're in the process of turning three small closets into one small-ish laundry room, but one that will pack an efficient punch. Prior to Monday, the ground floor of our home looked like this:

Lots of small, inefficient closets grouped around the downstairs bathroom, and no laundry facilities. Desperate for clean underwear, but it's raining outside? Too bad! You have to run outside in the rain to get to the washer and dryer located in a small lean-to next to the garage apartment.

Also, the fake fireplace in our living room is gone, which is very exciting! Although I'll have to find a new piece of furniture to hold the TV, once everything is put back together.

Once the construction is completed, the floor plan will look like this:

The top blue rectangle is where our stacking washer and dryer will reside, and the blue rectangle on the left is the cabinetry that will house our dog food container, laundry supplies, and (possibly) household cleansers. 

My hairdresser thinks I'm nuts for ripping out 3 closets, but she doesn't have to go outside in the rain to wash underwear.

When I last wrote, I mentioned that our initial bid for the project seemed high, and that we had a second contractor coming to give us a quote. His bid was even higher, but we ended up going with the highest bidder, for multiple reasons. Namely, his estimate was itemized, whereas the first bidder just dashed off some approximations, which meant he could potentially tack on tons of "change orders" and claim we didn't tell him about them previously. Also, the higher bid included a building permit, but the first bidder didn't mention that. We need a permit for the project, because we're dealing with plumbing - both for water and gas lines - and lots of electricity.

As for my lighting quandary, I ended up with one of each of the fixtures I noted in my last entry: the bell-shaped fixture from CB2 will go in the laundry room itself, while the gilded acanthus leaf fixture from PBTeen will be in the hallway. 

And I still might order the Hogwarts fixture, for the day down the road when our attic becomes my migraine sanctuary, which would be appropriate, given the number of times Harry Potter has helped me through bouts of poor health.

You Light Up My Life

This past Sunday, a contractor came to our house to give us an estimate for turning our three closets into a laundry room.

It was a bit more than I expected, but that's why we have another contractor coming to give us an estimate this coming Thursday, as well.

For now, I'm emailing my sister and mother, desperate for help in selecting light fixtures for the laundry room, as well as the hall immediately outside the laundry room. The current hall fixture is old, and makes an unsettling buzzing noise when turned on. It probably needs to be rewired, but I'd rather have a more modern fixture than the frosted glass mid-century traditional light the house came with.

The cabinets we're putting into the laundry room are IKEA, because custom cabinets in a tiny laundry room don't make financial sense.



So I'm trying to decide if I want to coordinate with the dining room fixture...

Like so:

Or if I want to use more casual lighting.



And then, of course, there's the Harry Potter collection at Pottery Barn Teen, with their bronze-finish Hogwarts pendant lamp, which I think could be amazing.

Anywhere.

No, I'm not kidding.

Please don't hate me.